The More The Merrier

Chapter 682 I Did Not Do Anything

“Well, according to the results of the examination, it’s the same as before and hasn’t worsened.” Arissa broke into a smile. She was relieved by the news.

“Why didn’t you wake me up in the morning? I overslept because of you!” Benjamin snorted. “How is it my fault? I didn’t do anything!”

Arissa’s ears burned. She quickly snuck a glance in Edwin’s direction and saw that the latter was tidying up the kitchen. Gosh, his words are so suggestive.

“All right. I want to continue with my breakfast.”

“Okay,” Benjamin grunted but didn’t end the call.

Arissa cocked a brow. “Have you and the children had your breakfast?”

“They’re having it with Grandaunt right now,” Benjamin answered casually.

“Aren’t you having anything?” Arissa sensed that something was amiss.

“Yeah,” Benjamin said. “I’m on my way to work.”

Arissa knitted her brows. “Work is important, but your health is even more so. You’d better get something to eat before starting work, or you may end up having gastric.”

Benjamin was delighted by the concern she showed him.

“Okay!”

of Benjamin’s good mood, Ethen looked in

if you bring it over,” Benjamin requested in a gentle tone, causing

Oh my!

need to go to

after bringing me breakfast,” Benjamin asserted in a deep and domineering

as Arissa was pondering upon the route to take between the hospital and Benjamin’s office, he ended the

you can have your phone

came over and

what did

eyes, Arissa frowned. “He told me to send

under his breath and said gleefully, “Mr. Graham must be missing you already. In that case, you should bring him breakfast to

Arissa blushed.

why don’t you

specifically requested you to do it, you should just go since it’s not going to take much time. You can head to the hospital to visit Mdm. Mary once you’re

embarrassed if her

all, she had already missed

turn up with breakfast for Benjamin? No

was frustrated with

her concerns, as he was confident

went off to prepare and pack Benjamin’s breakfast, which consisted of a bunch of pastries that were good for

Arissa drank the medicinal soup under Edwin’s

that was boiled from a combination of tens of herbs to taste nice. Just the smell alone was enough to make

slow down.” Edwin furrowed his brows, worried